Too Late Poem by Elayna LeSabre

Too Late

Rating: 5.0


TOO LATE

I am enough
though blindness hides
distorts reality
‘Til I am lost
illusions deep
imagining a need

Where once I slept
on cushioned cloud
sweetened by the sun
I longed for yonder
journeys wild
valleys thickly treed

Too late I saw
I’d lost my way
a pristine river free
And all I had
beneath my frame
was rocky soil
of greed

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Menime Soul..'d' Ugliloner 19 December 2009

Thank God! ! I wasn't too late to read this... But you know what? It's not over, 'Coz it's never too late. :)

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Nikunj Sharma 23 November 2009

The key is to enjoy the journey..the destinations are boring...this poem spins images, uses beautiful words to create a poetical magic...I was also travelling with you in this...such is the power of your poetry....good work Elayna..

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